I feel your eyes on me.
The want to hurt me.
Walk over, grab me.
Hands bite my skin.
Throw me like a doll.
But I am not afraid,
not in the least.
This anger hides the truth,
that you want me.
There in lies the problem.
That desire makes you weak.
So, you break me.
Take me up like a toy.
Rough hands on silk skin.
This is our dance of love.
Push me to my knees.
Yank my head back.
Call me names.
Dominate me.
The truth is simple,
I am the strong one here.
Beat me, hurt me.
Lable me as yours alone.
I know the facts,
and it drives you insain.
That through it all,
I smile and say,
'I love you too dear.'
